#plz lmk if it does suck omg

[pupkashi]

clean linen

satoru’s second favorite scent is your washing detergent

a/n: hi hi ! another piece of reader pampering gojo ?? who would’ve guessed :o can u tell the hidden inventory arc is making me wish i could jump thru the screen give him a big hug ,, anyway inspired from this prompt list, hope u guys enjoy :3

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satoru never has the time to do things for himself, always busy running around. he finds himself surviving off catnaps around campus, usually awoken by an angry yaga or an annoyed megumi. both of which ask him the same question, ‘aren’t you supposed to be teaching?’

it’s not until after the two of you start dating that he finds the joy in having a home. the feeling of peace after you finish sweeping and mopping, the fresh scent of the wall plug in filling his nose that makes him melt into the newly fluffed pillows on the couch.

he finds cleaning days with you cathartic, with each sweep he feels his problems also leaving alongside the dirt and debris. there’s a smile on his face as he unloads the dishwasher, a mix of the loud music on the speakers echoing in his ears alongside your singing. he feels like just satoru, and for a moment as you both sigh happily at the clean state of your home, he feels like it’s only you and him in the world.

so when he comes from a particularly exhausting mission, and hears your singing coming from inside, there’s a small smile on his face.

“honey I’m hooome!” he sing songs, grinning widely when your eyes land on him with sparkling eyes.

“toru!” you call out, wasting no time in wrapping your arms around him, kissing his face and then finally his lips, “how was the mission?” you ask, offering him some of the dinner you’d made a while ago.

“exhausting” he mumbles, flopping onto the couch as you heat up his food. he’s about to drift to sleep when he hears you saying his foods ready, getting up reluctantly before he scarfs his food down.

by the time he’s showered and changed into some shorts he’s ready to sleep, already slipping under the covers. you’re fixing a couple things around the bedroom, things you’d moved when you dusted earlier.

satoru’s nose is flooded by the scent of your laundry detergent, a scent he’s grown to love and feel comforted by.

“d’you just wash these sheets?” he mumbles, face half smushed into the pillow he was laying on. you nod with a smile, speaking up in case his eyes were closed, “i did.”

“they smell nice, and they’re still warm” you could hear the smile in his words, watching as he curled into himself, getting cozier by the second as he nuzzled into the pillow. “you comin’ to bed yet?” his tired words aren’t very loud, but you manage to hear him.

“gonna shower first,” satoru pouts at your response, telling you to hurry so he can finally hold his favorite person in the world.

in your defense you did try to hurry, managing to take the fastest shower in your life and tiptoe back into your bedroom. but satoru was already asleep when you returned.

his chest was falling and rising, the softest snores leaving his lips and hair already sticking every which way. he was hugging a stuffed animal close to his chest, one that he’d won you at an arcade almost a year back.

as quietly as you could, you slipped into bed next to your exhausted lover, gently whispering a ‘goodnight.’ you can’t help but stare at him, a smile on your face as you take in his features.

“you gonna keep staring at me or are you gonna kiss me?” he mumbles, one of his eyes opening slightly, a lopsided smile on his sleepy face.

“shut up and c’mere” you giggle, opening your arms. satoru is quick to ditch the plushy, already wrapping his arms around you, nuzzling his face into your neck and breathing in deeply.

“missed you,” his voice is soft and you find yourself melting at the two words. your hand is running through his hair and you kiss his forehead softly.

“missed you too, angel boy” you reply, voice just as filled with affection as his. "now go to sleep, you look exhausted" you smile, brushing his hair away from his face once more before you kiss his nose.

satoru tries to fight back, but all he can muster is a small "nu uh" before his eyelids are too heavy to keep open, and your touch is too relaxing to resist.

the comfort of your warmth and the smell of the freshly washed sheets is enough to make his heart tighten in the best way possible.

he feels at home.

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[gowonders]

then could you plz write reder sucking g!p kim lip or choerry off? 😭thank you!

absolutely ✊✊ i’ve been so crazy for kim lip lately it is insaaanneee!

minors dni with this !

notes: i haven’t written g!p before so i hope this is up to your standards😓 but this photo of lippie.. also first loona ask omg!! thank youuu anonie 😙

warnings: fem reader, fwb + softdom kim lip, oral (duh???), hair pulling, dacryphillia, not proofread, lmk if i missed any + eng is not my first language

how do you keep getting into these situations?

..which is a big thing you ask every time youre at her house, when she’s guiding your hands to the waistband of her pants, giving you a pleading look. and you already know what’s needed of you, after all, she’s been asking for these kinds of favors almost every time you’re together. and so, your fingers hook under the fabric, pulling her pants down, leaving her in her shirt and briefs. under you, you see kim lip giving you an eager smile, still guiding your hands to do more. you palm her over the thin fabric, pulling it down after a few seconds and watching her length spring against her stomach, the sight making your eyes widen. “nervous?” she teases with a chuckle, threading her hands through your hair. “you’ve done this so many times before, yn. you’re always nervous, but you always do so, so we’ll for me.” she says, thumb rubbing your cheek as she brings you closer to her length. “you’re right.. can i…?” you say, giving a small kiss to the tip, making her let out a soft whine as she nods, hand pushing your head down onto her, letting out a soft hiss as she does so.

it doesn’t matter who gives her head, nobody will ever compare to your pretty little throat, and it’s apparent in the way her hips thrust up into your mouth, making you choke, and god, she loves when you do that. “fuck, yn— you’re so-“ she cuts herself off with another whine, and her hips are still moving up into you, chasing her release as you just take her.

“goddddd i love you.. so good for me, yeah?” she says, hands gripping your hair and tugging it down, bringing your mouth further and further onto her cock, and you hum around her in response, which just makes her whine even more, tugging your hair to find any relief for how good you’re making her feel. the way the tip of her cock reaches your throat makes you gag, and small tears start to well in your eyes, and closing your eyes just make them run down your cheeks, and the sight has her rutting her hips into your mouth more than ever. “soooo pretty god… and the way you look when you cry, fuck—“ famous last words before her thick seed floods your throat, hips stuttering as she rides out her high, and she pulls out, almost all the way, but she taps her cock on your lips, admiring the way your saliva and her cum glistens on her length. “swallow for me?”

୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🥀

hope this was good enough for you, if anything i’ll rewrite it if you want me to !!!